Daybreak

Carol Reedy Rogero
Nov 6 · 1 min read
photo by author

Wooly clouds sailing south,

high tide rolling

westward to the shore.

As the sun inched

above the horizon

I was struck with

a sensory illusion

of the earth actually rotating,

witness to a holy event

previously reserved for the stars.

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Carol Reedy Rogero

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Rebel, light chaser, collector of found hearts, lover of written words and travel, following the red thread and the ocean tide lines, dreaming of world peace.

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